Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 717 It Doesn't Stir Him in the Slightest

Donovan smacked her, and the whole room went dead quiet.

Catherine had been hit before. She clutched her cheek and plopped down, bawling her eyes out.

Raymond lounged on the couch, watching their drama with a blank face.

Outta nowhere, random memories hit him. This was their usual gig.

Been like this since he was a kid.

He grabbed the teacup from the table, took a sip, and casually asked the servant next to him, "When's dinner ready?" Like nothing in front of him could even make him blink.

Seeing Raymond's coldness, Catherine cried even harder.

The hall was packed with servants. Donovan just felt humiliated. "If you wanna cry, do it outside. Don't mess up our meal." Catherine got up and bolted to the kitchen.

Donovan let out a sigh of relief. He glanced at Raymond, feeling a pang of guilt.

Since Raymond's brain injury, he realized how much he'd missed in his son's life.

"Raymond." That was all he managed to say before Raymond put down his cup. "Dad, let's talk later."

he shut up

the kitchen,

couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed his

grab a bite with

rushed out of the kitchen. "Honey, don't go. I

caved. She'd rather not fight with Donovan

Donovan only felt

instinctively looked at Raymond. They hadn't shared a meal in ages, but Raymond got

outta here," Raymond

turned icy, eyes full of spite. 'I knew it; Raymond doesn't care

a smile. "Dinner's almost ready. You really gonna leave me to

at the door,

and started cursing

soon as he got in,

got plans," Raymond

up for the night with Penny. But he

in his eyes,

"Yeah," Raymond said.

time they ever talked about stuff

pocket. The gift was still there,